GATASKI - Привычка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It's easy to close yourself off

Tell me how this year has flown by

I seem to remember moments, but I didn’t really do anything in it.

A huge folder of questions for yourself

I can't catch the screams

Everything froze as if in a photograph

Burns on fingers from broken cricket

I feel like I'm without weapons in the ring

In the colors of a black and white picture

I fall to the floor in shame in a duel and

Noise in my head like that old record

I remember it was easy to pull upward without wings

It's really hard, it's so hard

I see myself in the photo on the passport page and

The serial number is all I have left

Roses fall on the floor and the lights go out

I was here and I was here

Everything passed in one moment

I didn’t have time to think in my head

Roses fall on the floor and the lights go out

I was here and I was here

Everything passed in one moment

I didn’t have time to think in my head

I'm drowning, it's a common thing

I'll take the habit out of the pack

People put so much pressure on personal things

They fire and think extravagantly

I'm drowning, it's a common thing

I'll take the habit out of the pack

People put so much pressure on personal things

They fire and think extravagantly

I have no strength

I can't explain

It's hard for me to express myself

Within the perimeter of the room the truth

Laptop dim light and something written on paper

But I just wanted silence (e)

Just wanted to fix it

Something that cannot be treated

What is beating somewhere in the chest

I'm empty like a dummy shell

And external gunpowder doping will not help me here

Fate dressed up in her main outfit

And soon my head became foggy

I continue to visit guests, but I don’t mind even when people are at home, I’m always happy to see them, it’s true, but somewhere deep in my bones I would close myself and be fine.

I don’t chase the feat of my elders

I don’t share the attraction with pieces of paper

I've reached the peak of my impartiality

In everyday life with beats and average production

The pain of the real ego is doomed

Early conclusions - a little reckless

To think that I am buried in the ground up to my shoulders

But I feel nothing but smoke

Roses fall on the floor and the lights go out

I was here and I was here

Everything passed in one moment

I didn’t have time to think in my head

Roses fall on the floor and the lights go out

I was here and I was here

Everything passed in one moment

I didn’t have time to think in my head

I'm drowning, it's a common thing

I'll take the habit out of the pack

People put so much personal pressure

They fire and think extravagantly

I'm drowning, it's a common thing

I'll take the habit out of the pack

People put so much personal pressure

They fire and think extravagantly